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hola, i am dyana from mexico, an aspiring multidisciplinary creative, drawn to the quiet intersections between art, science, and personal experience.

i love cats, apples, the moon, fiction, and the architecture of the human nervous system.

 

this space exists as a living archive, an evolving collection of things I create, explore, and attempt to understand.



thank you for passing through. <3

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ABRIL

i was a tiny lovely flower in a park, crying into the night because i was hungry, until this lonely human scooped me up. i was so young I did not know how to eat nor drink on my own, but she helped me out. then she kidnapped me. i stayed with her though, first out of pity, then I developed feelings. these days I am a grumpy elder who survived cancer, has broken fangs and no patience for hyperactive youngsters. still, i keep the bed to myself and I nap like a queen almost all day long (although dyana and nova like to join when the sun goes down).

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JULIA

she trick me with milk, kidnapped me, and locked me in her bathroom for a week, because abril did not want me around. I have since made myself the boss though. i steal spots, pester abril and nova, just to hear their hisses. I am in charge of requesting bowls' refilling and wake dyana up every morning. i am the smartest, and learned a few tricks, but i do not obey (unless there is food and treats). cute, clever, and slightly evil. that is me.

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AUGUST

she always calls me auggie. i was perfectly fine outside as a stray kitten, until my friend julia got taken in. i followed. I do not let this human tame me, i only steal some physical contact to feel loved once per month. i prefer heights, silence, and sometimes abril's company. julia and nova are too loud. i keep to myself. solitude is underrated.​ actually, now that i think about it, i might be the one who shares more behavioural characteristics with dyana.

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NOVA

I do not remember much of my past. perhaps i lived with dogs, because i act like one according to dyana. i met her on the street, she was reading or something and I nuzzled her, and she stroke me softly. then she let me follow her home. easy. now i greet her at the door, run like lightning, demand walks, and have 3 lovely sisters who love me (except julia the bully). also i struggle with litter boxes, too small, too boring, but dyana forgives me. i love her, and i keep their lives interesting.

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